As I ponder this Thanksgiving Day on the things in my life that I am grateful for, I am reminded of how grateful I am to have actually been in Plymouth, Massachusetts. With all of the talks about the Pilgrims we’ve been listening to this week and the books we’ve been reading, it’s amazing to be able to actually picture where these things took place and how they would’ve lived.
I realized that I’d never posted photos from the Plymouth Faith & Freedom tour back in 2009, so I sought to cure that right now. I also have some video that I’ll edit someday and post here as well.
This post picks up where this post ended: “Sight Seeing in Plymouth June 28
On the first morning we gathered in the hotel lobby and then stepped out side where Mr. Phillips led us in some psalms that had been sung many times in Plymouth-by using the Pilgrim method of “leading worship.” He’d sing a line and we’d all repeat it.
Trekking through the damp New England morning to Plymouth Harbor.
It “happened” that Marshall Foster was also in Plymouth, so even though it wasn’t planned, he taught during the Faith and Freedom tour as well.
The Mayflower was just to the left of us…more on that later.
This is the canopy where the rock is housed
Gathered around Plymouth rock
Anyone else heard the story about the “Pen of Destiny?”
You can see where the rock was cemented in 1880.
Pilgrim Mothers Monument
Massasoit Statue – with a peace pipe in his hand
The colony had a 50 year peace with Massasoit and the Wampanoag tribe
This is a sarcophagus for those who died during the first year of the colony. Some of their bones had been discovered and this was erected during the tricentennial celebration in 1920.
Statue of William Bradford
As we walked to the next destination on the tour we got to walk past all of these wonderful New England houses.
Anyone have some veggies?
“And this is the origin of the term, ‘Keep your nose to the grindstone.’
The demonstration and teaching inside the mill was fantastic and was certainly a highlight of the tour.
We ate lunch at the Jenney Grist Mill
After lunch we headed up to Old Burial Hill where most of the early settlers are buried.
Many of the the gravestones had angels of death and skulls and crossbones on them-they did this to remind those who’d see the stones that the day of death comes to every man and that it quickly approaches.
William Bradford’s grave
The next stop was one of the best parts of the entire trip…anyone seen Monumental?
The Forefathers Monument
This post is a work in progress!
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